Kim woke Zoe at exactly 6am and filled her with coffee before ushering a groggy Zoe outside to relax on their area of beach. They made their way a few feet out the back sliding door, towards the waterline, and made themselves comfortable where the minimal sand began and water stretched out in front of them.
It was unseasonably warm for early September in Vermont and Kim wanted to take full advantage. She sat down on her beach towel, her legs crossed in front of her, and she dug through her Michael Kors tote bag. She pulled out her sunglasses and placed them comfortably on her face and then dug her book out of the bottom of the bag.
A few minutes later, as the girls were relaxing, Zoe groaned and asked rhetorically, “why did you wake me up so damn early? This is ridiculous.” She glared at Kim over the top of her sunglasses and then cocked her head defiantly before laying back on her towel and closing her eyes.
Kim chuckled to herself. “Zoe, it’s gorgeous outside and we need to take advantage of it while we can. I heard that it could possibly rain tomorrow so we won’t be able to enjoy this tomorrow morning.”
Zoe groaned. Kim wasn’t sure if the sound was meant as a reply or if Zoe had fallen asleep again.
A while later, after Kim had clearly heard Zoe snoring lightly, Kim put her book aside and searched her bag for a bottle of water. She took the lid off the bottle and looked out at the water before she tipped her head back and took a sip. Kim realized she hadn’t been this relaxed since starting her career in law and she smiled in appreciation. She screwed the cap back onto the bottled water and threw it in her bag before leaning back on her elbows and staring out at the peaceful water. As she scanned the beach, seeking out the tranquility of Vermont, the silhouette of a man startled her.
Kim sat up and tried to get a better look. The sun glinted off the water and reflected in Kim’s eyes, obscuring her view. She shielded her eyes and squinted to get a better look at the stranger, who wore hip-waders and stood a few feet into the water.
He held onto a fishing pole and was slowly reeling in the line. He was about 5’10″ and wore sunglasses, which hid his eyes. The subtle salt and pepper colour in his hair indicated that he was significantly older than she was. Kim guessed he was about ten years her senior, yet she also noticed he was fit and in-shape, to which she raised her eyebrows. The muscles in his forearms were taut as he reeled in the line of the fishing pole and the bulge of biceps at the cuff of his short sleeve shirt caught her eye. Kim found herself smirking stupidly. Embarrassed at the thoughts floating through her mind, she was grateful that no one could read her mind.
The stranger didn’t notice Kim. Instead, he seemed relaxed and leisurely, like a man lost in his own world. As he cast his line into the water again, Kim stood up and wiped the grass and sand from her lower body. She threw her swimsuit cover-up over her hips and then made her way towards the man at the water’s edge.
As she got closer, she hollered, “hello, mister.” The stranger had obviously not heard her so she cupped her hands around her mouth and yelled louder, “excuse me, mister!” The man turned to face her, his pole all but forgotten in his hand.
Scott hoped that his sunglasses hid the surprise on his face. Well, holy shit, he thought to himself. What are the chances of this happening?? He instantly recognized the girl from the music festival. He quickly reeled in the rest of his line, placed the hook on the first eyelet near the reel, and then made his way towards the shoreline to meet her.
“Hi, sorry to bother you but you seem to have wandered onto our stretch of beach,” she explained as nicely as possible without any form of malice or anger. “The owners told us that the beaches were semi-private, and you seem to be on our part of the water.”
For a moment, his lips would not form any words. He could only stare in wonder at the girl before him. Eventually, Scott set the handle end of his rod down in sand and slightly leaned against it before he removed his sunglasses and smiled at the girl in the tye-dyed bikini and the see-through coverup. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize that I had crossed the tree line.”
Kim saw the stranger’s eyes make their way down and then back up the entire length of her body. She suddenly felt self-conscious and crossed her arms across her chest. “It’s okay. No harm done.” She absolved him. “If you could stay on your side from now on, I’d really appreciate it.” She gave him a friendly smile in spite of wanting to run and hide. Her self-consciousness dissipated when a smile crossed his lips.
“Sure.” He stood rooted in one spot, unable to take his eyes off the petit brunette whose eyes were hidden behind oversize sunglasses. He stared at them, hoping to catch sight of the stunning colour that he knew hid behind the lenses.
In spite of being a lot older than herself, Kim noticed that the stranger was even better looking up close. He had crystal blue eyes that ignited a fire inside of her. His smile charmed her. Kim realized she was staring at him and quickly tore her eyes away from him to look down at her bare feet in the sand. “Okay, well, thank you.” Kim gave him one last smile before turning to walk away.
“My name is Scott.” He called after her.
She froze mid-stride and slowly turned around to face him again. A smile played at her lips. “Hi, Scott. I’m Kim.”
They stood a few feet apart and smiled at each other before Kim turned around again and began to walk back towards her towel in the sand.
“You’re welcome to cross the tree line any time.” Scott called after her again and Kim tried to stifle a grin. “Our cabin is always open for drinks.”
Kim didn’t stop walking and didn’t turn back to look at him, fearful that she may have embarrassed herself by staring at him again. Instead she waved at him over her shoulder as her grin got harder and harder to contain.
Once she was settled beside a still snoring Zoe, Kim was disappointed when she noticed that Scott had disappeared. She sighed before attempting to read her book again. For the next while, her gaze subconsciously lifted over the top of her book to the water in front of her. And each time she looked, a small part of her was disappointed to find that the strange man was nowhere to be found. A vision of his blue eyes and his charming grin popped into her mind and she found herself smiling again as she looked down at Zoe, who had missed the entire situation.
What the hell am I doing? She scolded herself. She tried to brush the man’s smile out of her mind, but she found it hard to do.
Later that afternoon, as the girls were in the kitchen, munching on raw veggies, they talked about going into the city the following day to pick up more groceries and possibly having lunch together at a nice restaurant or bistro.
During a lull in the conversation, Kim passively mentioned the fisherman she had talked to on the beach that morning.
Without hesitation, Zoe asked, “was he hot?”
Kim shrugged, not wanting to give away her thoughts from earlier. But her best friend knew her well enough to understand.
Zoe feigned shock. “A hot guy was on our beach and I missed him?”
Kim chuckled and shrugged. “That’s what happens when you sleep the day away.”
“Damn. I’m disappointed that I didn’t get to see him.”
Kim rolled her eyes in playful mocking. “Well, he invited us over to their cabin for drinks,” she mentioned passively.
Zoe’s eyes opened wide at the revelation. “He invited us over there?”
Kim nodded without looking at Zoe and dipped another baby carrot in the veggie dip.
“What the hell are we still doing HERE then??”
Zoe grabbed a bottle of wine off the kitchen counter with one hand and grabbed Kim’s hand with the other and led her best friend towards the sliding glass door at the back of their cabin.
She turned to her friend and stated, “never ever turn down drinks from a hot man,” as they made their way through the tree line towards the men’s cabin.